Tao Junhui's expression changed.
The expression on Du Muhan's face was about to crack, and his cheeks were slightly hot.
Seeing that he had no reaction, Su Qiao quietly pinched his waist where Tao Junhui couldn't see, and looked up at him threateningly: Cooperate a little.
Du Muhan's body stiffened, and he nodded stiffly: "Yeah."
Tao Junhui suddenly felt uncomfortable and embarrassed. He strode towards the autopsy room, but his steps were heavier than usual and his face did not look very good.
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at Du Muhan and whispered in his ear: "You act like a zombie, do you think everyone else is a fool?"
Du Muhan blinked: What else should I do? Didn't he already nod and agree
Su Qiao turned her head and took a quick glance, then smiled and gently reminded, "You can hold my hand, hug my shoulders, or touch my hair."
When Du Muhan heard the word "hold hands", he didn't hesitate at all and reached out to hold Su Qiao's hand.
Afraid that Su Qiao would get angry and resist, he reached out with his uninjured right hand and touched her long ponytail.
As a result of this touch... I became addicted to it.
It is smooth and slippery, a bit like a puppy's long hair, except that one is shiny black, and the other is as white as snow.
Su Qiao pulled her down and said, "You are ruffling her hair." Is it okay to mess up her hair
Du Muhan frowned slightly.
Didn't she let me touch her hair
Wouldn’t it be better to touch it a few more times
"Eyes, look at them with a little more affection, don't act like you're looking at a piece of wood."
Du Muhan was confused.
What pampering
What does a doting look look like
Seeing his bewildered look, Su Qiao thought for a moment and reminded him, "Treat me as your favorite thing, everything will be fine."
Favorite
Du Muhan nodded slightly to show that he understood, then he pulled Su Qiao inside and gave her a "soul-deep gaze".
"you… "
Just as Su Qiao guessed, Tao Junhui entered the autopsy room, but his mind was completely on the two people behind him.
At this moment, seeing the two of them coming in hand in hand and looking at each other lovingly, especially Du Muhan's tender eyes, he instantly had a bad feeling in his heart.
Su Qiao smiled generously and said, "He is pursuing me, and I decided to give him a chance, that's it."
"You're right. There really isn't love between you and me. It's just a habit of accompanying each other as children. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel anything when you left me. I might even feel relieved."
In fact, the original body didn't really have any strong feelings for Tao Junhui. She just felt that he was upright and capable, and he was also her childhood companion. He was the person she was most familiar with besides Su's father and mother, so there was nothing wrong with the two of them being together.
"I think you will bless us, right?" Su Qiao's usually cold face was smiling unusually brightly at this moment.
But Tao Junhui found it extremely dazzling.
Since that night, when he and Su Xiyan met Su Qiao in a cafe, after they returned, he had been thinking about the relationship between the three of them, and kept recalling every little detail between him and Su Qiao.
In the end, he felt a little regretful.
However, as things had come to this point, there was nothing he could do anymore. Having already hurt Su Qiao, he could not hurt Su Xiyan again.
After pulling the corners of his mouth very far-fetchedly, Tao Junhui finally said four words dryly: "Bless you."
"Thank you." Su Qiao accepted the blessing with a smile.
Tao Junhui's expression was a little stiff, and he looked at Du Muhan: "Autopsy..."